PE was a bust, the whole time my brain was scattered with thoughts, mostly pertaining Vanoss and his crew, but others such as where Aleshia was and who the other hybrid was that stood up for her. It was different to say the least, usually I would be the only to actually care about Aleshia, but I guess he did too.

"Ryan, whatcha thinking about?" a voice I enjoyed spoke, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"A lot of things to be honest, most of which I would rather not say," I responded, looking up at his emerald eyes.

"Well PE is over, we have to get to the locker rooms now. What's your next class?" he asked in a caring tone as we began to walk back to the locker rooms.

"Science."

"Marcel has that class too, he usually goes down the east wing to it since he comes from history. Look for him there and walk the rest of the way to class with him, he usually has interesting stories to tell." He chuckled, it was the cutest thing I had ever heard.

"Holy shit," I let escape my lips as I stopped dead in my tracks.

"What? Are you okay?" Ohm asked as he stopped too.

"I've never been better," I responded as I looked back up at him and began walking ahead of him, leaving him confused. I saw Aleshia walking into the locker rooms so I began to run there, hoping to talk to her before she goes to class, even though we had it together I wanted to talk to her.

I went to my locker and quickly threw off my shirt, replacing it with my normal black baggy shirt, that I tie up to the side. After, I took my PE shorts off and replaced them with my normal black ripped skinny jeans. After throwing everything into my locker and slamming it shut I looked around for Aleshia, but didn't see her. The bell rang and I picked up my backpack, walking out of the lockers just like everyone else.

I kept being pushed around and shoved to the side by everyone, aggravating me and not helping with my anxiety in the slightest. I reached the east wing and began to look around for Marcel, my body being pushed around by the rest of the students. I was about to break and yell at everyone when I heard a voice say, "Watch where the fuck you're going, fucking wolf freak!" My eyes snapped over to who said it and saw a douchebag looking boy shoving the same wolf who stood up for Aleshia today. He then walked away quickly as the douchebag began walking towards me.

I smirked slightly and began to look at my schedule as I walked towards him, making sure I would bump into him. "What the fu-" he began but cut himself off as I looked up at him with innocent eyes and a small innocent smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm new here. I didn't mean to bump into you," I said in a sweet voice as I brushed the hair out of my face and behind my ear.

"Oh, it's no big deal at all. I'm sorry to bump into you." He put his hands up, defending himself.

I dropped the fake tone and spoke seriously, "But were you sorry when you bumped into that 'wolf freak'?" I asked using quotations with my fingers.

"ummmm-"

"You're an inconsiderate piece of shit, I hope you know that. Have a good rest of your day," I spoke with a snarl and began to walk away, twenty dollars in my hand. "Thanks for the change," I spoke to myself as I looked at the money I took from him.

"Ryan," a voice spoke, causing me to look up and see Marcel.

"Hey," I replied, flashing a smile as I put the money and my schedule in my pocket.

"Ohm told me to walk you to class, but I honestly really don't want to go to science. I was going to skip it an go to the roof and chill with the rest of the gang. Wanna come?" he asked as he shifted on the balls of his feet.

"Sure, sounds dope." He smiled and began to lead us outside and to the back of the school. There was a ladder propped against the side of the building which we climbed up to get to the roof. "Wow, you can see everything from here," I spoke in astonishment as we reached the top.

"Yeah it's pretty cool. The group's over there," he spoke as he pointed to the other end of the roof and began to walk over to it, me of course following. Not all of the group bust some it was there, consisting of Jon, Luke, Evan, Anthony, Tyler, Bryce, and an eagle hybrid I hadn't seen before.

"Sup Marcel. Sup- her?" the eagle hybrid spoke as he stared at me.

"Woah, the fuck are you doing here? Why aren't you in class?" Jon spoke as he stood up and walked towards me.

"Why aren't you in class?" I shot back at him as I crossed my arms.

"Because I don't have to be and I don't want to be. But you're education is important Ryan, so why aren't you in class?"

"Because I don't want to be," I spoke while glaring at him.

He was about to speak again, the anger clear on his face, when Evan stopped him. "She can be here if she wants Jon, calm down." His tan fingers were wrapped around Jon's pale wrist, instantly calming him down. I raised a brow at the two, earning some sort of suspicion about their connection.

"Fine, but you and Marcel are going to class in thirty minutes. Got it?" Jon spoke as he looked at Marcel then at me.

"Fine," Marcel and I spoke at the same time as we dropped our bags and sat down, our legs dangling over the ledge as we looked down at the town below us.

It was about twenty minutes of calm, comforting silence between the group. I found it weird, I was expecting them to all be loud and obnoxious. Luke took the open spot next to me after Tyler got up and left, he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me into his side. "I missed this. I missed sitting up on the roof of our houses late at night and watching the stars while talking about random things. It was so calm back then, back when we didn't have a care in the world, back when nothing could bring us apart. I missed you Ryan," he spoke, the same tone he would always speak in when it was just us alone.

"I missed it too. I missed when it wasn't hectic. I missed you too Luke," I spoke as I sighed and looked down at our shoes dangling over the ledge. I had pastel purple vans and he had red converse.

"Ryan," Marcel spoke behind us, causing Luke to pull away. I turned to look at him as he continued to speak, "Jon's making me take you to class now, let's go." I nodded and got up and grabbed my backpack, following after Marcel the same way into the school as we got out.

"Do you get cold easily?" Marcel asked when we were halfway to class.

"Yeah, why?" I responded, looking at him.

"It's always freezing in there. Here, wear my jacket." He took off his gray hoodie and handed it to me.

"Thanks," I responded and put it on, my senses instantly being engulfed by the smell of cinnamon. Of all people, I never pinned Marcel down to like cinnamon. I giggled quietly and spoke, "It smells good, you like cinnamon?"

"I fucking love it, its the best smell ever on earth."

I laughed as he knocked on the door. The teacher let us in and gestured towards a table in the back. We walked towards it and sat down, I saw the same wolf hybrid from earlier and someone else who appeared to be talking to him. The wolf hybrid mumbled something I couldn't make out, causing me to look at him with questioning eyes, but he just looked down at his lap, which I assumed he was holding his phone there.

"Who even is that?" I asked in a whisper to Marcel, motioning to the wolf hybrid.

"The wolf is named Kyle, the other guy is named Jay but he prefers to go by Smitty, only his friends and teachers can call him by his real name." Marcel answered, beginning to work on the assignment.

"Okay sweet," I spoke and began to work on it with him.

The bell rang signaling school was over and we all got up. "By the way, here's my number," Marcel spoke, handing me a piece of yellow paper that was folded neatly.

"Thanks, oh and I should probably give this back to you," I spoke and began to take off the hoodie, my shirt coming with it and reveling a bit of my pale stomach.

"It's fine, just keep it. I gotta go now Ryan, bye. Text me if you need," he spoke quickly and walked out of the classroom.

I walked out too, puling out my phone and texting Aleshia. The first day of school is over, now I just gotta find her then go home. Easy right? Wrong. This is going to be hard.

AN: sup broskis it's a co-author here. I totally hacked Kyle's account. *wink wonk* jk, i didn't. We just did a thing to make publishing our chapters more easy, so yeah. Btw, I'm gonna say it: I love Kyle. Like jfc, he's so amazing and sweet and caring and oml I just love him so much. So yeah, that's that. Later bros.

(btw: I love Aleshia too. Same with all the fans out here)

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